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Cake day: October 2nd, 2023

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  • You gonna bail me out when I get arrested for trying to open the door mid-flight? 😂

    Seriously, though, all you guys here are right about everything you’ve said. I’ll undoubtedly be forced to fly again, and I’ll remind myself of these things when I do.

    Of course, if I’m on the one flight that does disintegrate in midair, well…my last thoughts of y’all might not be terribly charitable. 😉





  • Honestly, I do understand that ejector seats are not a good idea, but I was thinking something more like this. It’s more like a lifeboat and would be equipped as such to address the same sort of concerns a disaster at sea would require to allow folks to survive and be tracked.

    I get that the expense and weight appear prohibitive, but it’s insane to me that we put people 30,000 feet in the air with no plan other than prevention and measures that don’t completely address all dangers.

    I know nothing will likely ever be done in this vein, and probably rightfully so, but it sure feels like airlines are the ultimate “you pays your money and you takes your chance” experience. Given my own limited experience with flying, it increasingly scares the hell out of me personally. I didn’t have occasion to fly until I was in late middle age, and I found the experience thoroughly terrifying.


  • Stupid question here, I guess, but why isn’t there a system to potentially deliver commercial passengers and crew to the ground in case of a crash? Military jets have ejection seats and parachutes, so why don’t we have at least something required for commercial aircraft in the same vein?

    Is it the money that it would undoubtedly require?

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  • I expect I’ll remain dead unless the eldritch energies unlocked by the collision results in my resurrection.

    If I do return to life, I suppose I might be very angry at someone or something, and that I will make him/her/it/them regret what he/she/it/they did, in the finest tradition of cinematic heroes who return from apparent death or exile.

    Once I’ve completed my mission of vengeance, perhaps I’ll ride a vehicle or appropriate local domesticated animal towards a local star disappearing over the horizon of whatever planet I’m on, perhaps even with an appropriate romantic partner.

    If all of this comes to pass, I would fully expect to be forced to return to resolve increasingly unexpected conflicts ad nauseum.

    As I go, I’ll likely start to repeatedly indicate that I’m getting far too old for this nonsense, but I’ll continue to reluctantly proceed in my conflict resolution every time. Perhaps I’ll be able to pass on the fight for justice to another, younger person eventually.

    Like I said before, though, I’ll likely just stay dead.